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		<description>The original writings of author Q</description>
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			<title>Prelude: The Lake of Souls</title>
			<description>A stand alone glimpse of the world with a bit of foreshadowing - this takes place before the real story begins. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/attypical/1554912/</link>
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			<title>The Wandering Magician</title>
			<description>After failing his father for the last time, Moc shuns his family name and tries desperately to forget the life he almost had and escape the duties he was born to fulfill, but fate has other plans.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/attypical/1554909/</link>
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			<title>Initiate</title>
			<description>A short which could be a stand alone piece or become a chapter in a novel. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/attypical/1341732/</link>
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			<title>Cut Down in Spring</title>
			<description>A poem or perhaps lyrics in honor of a fallen friend and symbolically tied to endings or loss of innocence and love. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/attypical/1341724/</link>
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			<title>Noises</title>
			<description>NoisesNoiseson the city streetsPassingvoicesStampingfeetListening,wishing not to hearWaitingbeneath intruding raysWatchingignorance pass with a leerSlowlydarkness claims the skythestreets grow dimerNoisesfade away, for darkness is shy Voicesringing in my headLeavingpains to..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/attypical/1275489/</link>
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			<title>Perfection</title>
			<description>A story in only 52 words - expanded version to come.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/attypical/1275488/</link>
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			<title>Hybrid Prince</title>
			<description>HybridPrince Village after village slaughtered. The stories were passed onfrom what few survivors there were. With the red-orange eyes of thedevil himself. Claws tearing the blood from his screaming victims.His hands and clothing bathed in the stench of death and terror. Noone knew h..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/attypical/1275487/</link>
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			<title>My Garden</title>
			<description>rainfallsechoson thestonewallsofmenwhocrywarinthe skiesbirdsflyfreedomflowersinmy gardensecretsdwellwithinmy mindasong singsthroughthe treesthewind blowsandcarries cloudsraindownuponthe garden ofmy mind.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/attypical/1275464/</link>
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			<title>A Ship for Casey</title>
			<description>An experiment in symbolism and animating the inanimate - this short is about searching for a lover in the midst of an emotional storm. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/attypical/1275462/</link>
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			<title>Butterfly's Ivy</title>
			<description>A series of poems I wrote years ago inspired this prose story. The tale of a lost butterfly and her owl savior. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/attypical/1275458/</link>
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			<title>Poetic Hell in Prose</title>
			<description>A series of poems I wrote years ago inspired this prose story. The tale of a lost butterfly and her owl savior. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/attypical/1275457/</link>
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			<title>Shadow of a Future</title>
			<description>A dream and a calling drive the main character to take a road trip. *Note: this is barely a freewrite at the moment; watch for updates. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/attypical/1168821/</link>
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			<title>Restless</title>
			<description>A poem that could be lyrics.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/attypical/1141224/</link>
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			<title>My Angel, My Foundation</title>
			<description>I am the ivyMy roots so frailIreach and I clingMy grasp will failYou are theredwoodStanding tall and strongYour roots hold fast Yetyour arms brush the skyI am the flameI lite my world onfireBurned away the fencesAnd burst into new lifeYouare the earthFirm and patientI am the planeWhichcr..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/attypical/1141223/</link>
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			<title>I Try</title>
			<description>I try to love you the only way I knowhow, but I can't protect you forever.Your eyes are shut and your mind set ona single thought, it keeps you lost.I try to redirect you, show you howlost you've become, but still you persist. Your will is strong and heartdetermined, but those don'..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/attypical/1141220/</link>
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			<title>All I Can Do</title>
			<description>A poem that could easily become a song. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/attypical/1141216/</link>
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			<title>The Kiss</title>
			<description>A poem about the complicated push and pull of a romance that doesn't quite mesh. Written after the prompt &quot;lips&quot;. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/attypical/1141214/</link>
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			<title>Birth of Compassion</title>
			<description>The story of how compassion came to be and when it first started to spread through the world. There will likely be a sequel.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/attypical/1055705/</link>
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			<title>Sometimes</title>
			<description>A train-of-thought would-be-poem in it's first stages. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/attypical/1040103/</link>
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			<title>The Way to Smile Again</title>
			<description>When I met my partner, he showed me how to live again. I owe him everything I am. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/attypical/1039024/</link>
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			<title>Restless</title>
			<description>Somewhere between a poem and a story; let's call this an experimental piece on conflicted love.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/attypical/1036022/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Two</title>
			<description>SRJ is still in enemy hands and resorts to desperate measures in order to protect military secrets. Things take a turn for the unexpected though, and he finds himself under their leader's supervision.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/attypical/1028199/</link>
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			<title>Male Bonding</title>
			<description>A borderline fantasy and love story about the power of personal bonds in healing old wounds and which questions the line between straight and gay.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/attypical/1026948/</link>
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			<title>Til Death Do Us Part </title>
			<description>What happens to those who die with unconfessed love still on their lips? And what if the object of their love learned of it after the fact - how should they react to a love that can never be realized?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/attypical/1024807/</link>
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			<title>Til Death Do Us Part - First Draft (Done)</title>
			<description>What happens to those who die with unconfessed love still on their lips? And what if the object of their love learned of it after the fact - how should they react to a love that can never be realized?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/attypical/1022692/</link>
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			<title>One Day</title>
			<description>This is an odd little piece I put together more as a reflection than anything about dreams and the hopes that distract us from them. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/attypical/1022035/</link>
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			<title>Chapter One: The Beginning of the End</title>
			<description>An introduction to the characters, their dispositions, abilities, and the harsh world in which they live, this chapter sets the dark tone of the situation and hints at the cracks in SRJ's mindset. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/attypical/1021069/</link>
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			<title>Return to Innocense</title>
			<description>This story is about second chances- breaking down completely and then climbing back out of the darkest corners of the mind through redemption and self forgiveness.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/attypical/1021068/</link>
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			<title>Counter Clockwise</title>
			<description>More of a personal essay than a work of fiction, this short talks reflects on one of my weirder hobbies/fashion statements in high school while commenting on the perpetual struggle against time. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/attypical/1021048/</link>
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			<title>Rain and Reason</title>
			<description>A short piece which began as a writing exercise aimed at 500 words, Rain and Reason gets at the profound wisdom of stopping to smell the roses and hints at the rain falling in our day-to-day lives. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/attypical/1021040/</link>
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